Navarus: a distant planet of greed, and turmoil. Where the rich steer clear, and the Jedi never find their work done. Navarus looks not unlike Coruscant what with its towering buildings and never ending onslaught of congested traffic. However, Navarus was a calling card for the scum of the galaxy it seemed. The thick bed of grey toxins and pollution nestling itself above the planet's atmosphere was a clear indication that it was likely uncared for.

Where as there's nearly every kind species and origin calling this planet home, crime comes in all shapes and sizes does it not? Our story concentrates on a human being whose smile embodies her carefree spirit to all patrons of Uulu's Eatery. The eatery once priding itself of being completely ran by robots, found it difficult to rid of their one and only human waitress…Sila LeChi.

Sila was of average height standing at 5 feet 5 inches and walked with incomprehensible posture. Her hair was of an ash blonde color riding on light brown and if it wasn't made into a braided design atop her head it was let loose in all it's wavy glory. Her eyes were blue or green depending on the light surrounding her and the angle from which you gazed upon her. Her lips were slightly un proportionate in that her bottom lip was seductively quite fuller then her upper lip. A long face complimented her small downward slanted nose, and when she smiled a set of pearly white teeth always seemed to catch the light in a sparkle.

Customers loved her. A rainy day could be turned upside down simply by a flash of her pearly grin. Even a variety of…Jedi seemed to fall under spell, which is where our story begins.

Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and Padawan learner Obi-Wan Kenobi sat down to the eatery's "fine" establishment for a much needed break from their current assignment.

"So, tell me Master do all the filth and villainy migrate to this planet or are they all bred into society?" Kenobi said as he took a look around in sheer disgust.

"You act as if we haven't been surrounded by it before, my young padawan." Qui-Gon had said as the young waitress approached them with that trademark grin and the sudden realization she was waiting on Jedi.

Obi-Wan had almost done a double take when his eyes fell upon her. Quickly attempting to hide this, he averted his eyes to his hands, but who after all was the Master here? Qui-Gon had simply raised a single eyebrow before he looked over to the waitress with a polite smile, and made their order.

Sila undoubtedly took one more glimpse of Kenobi before she scurried off to place their order, Kenobi meanwhile fighting to keep his eyes to his hands.

"Care to explain to me what exactly that was?"

Kenobi's head shot upward now to make eye contact with his Master, audibly clearing his throat before speaking.

"Whatever do you mean, Master?"

Qui-Gon lifted his hands up slowly and slightly shook his head from side to side, in response to Kenobi's panicky nature.

"No need to grow into hysterics, my young Padawan. It was just a question, after all. Just remember to be mindful of your thoughts."

Kenobi hadn't spoken much as to not royally embarrass himself, although it wouldn't have been the first time. Sila had returned placing their food and drink before them as she took a very clear look at Kenobi before she opened her mouth to speak.

"You guys are Jedi, aren't you?"

Qui-Gon's mouth had opened but before he was able to vocalize, Kenobi beat him to it as well as adjusting in his seat so that his cloak fell and revealed the light saber at his side.

"Yes…we are. Surprised you've never met one before. Seems to me this planet would be swarming with Jedi by now."

"Well I-" Sila had begun to reply before it was now Qui-Gon's turn to interrupt.

"What my Padawan is trying to say is that, we are pleased to make your acquaintance."

Which more or less meant: You've now met a Jedi now please continue on with your duties. Kenobi had smiled to himself as he gave that small, long braid a toss behind him, settling into his food. Qui-Gon watched Sila walk away, and then turned to Kenobi, his face forming into that of concern, confusion, and surprise.

"Whatever you are thinking…don't." Was all Qui-Gon had said before he began on his own meal. Kenobi paused between bites to attempt yet again to fool his Master.

"Think what, Master?

Qui-Gon had reached for an absent cloth to dab at his whiskered chin before speaking.

"I too was young once, you know? And you must simply come to the realization that your commitment to the order makes you, and her…not possible. It is forbidden, my Padawan."

Kenobi nearly laughed as he took a sip of the blue liquid in front of him. "I do believe I know the code of the Jedi, Master."

Kenobi's blue hues glanced up as he watched Sila pass by. Qui-Gon all the while watched his young apprentice in all his glory with a light smirk on his face.

"I do not doubt that you know the code, I just believe you need much training in practicing it, my very young apprentice."

Kenobi had managed to leave the establishment with out speaking anymore to Sila. That hadn't meant in the least however that she still did not intoxicate his thoughts. Kenobi and Qui-Gon had been sent to Navarus for cleansing purposes. The leaders were hoping that by having the peacemakers of the galaxy guard some of their more prominent establishments it would make people some how re-think their life. Unlikely…but they were running out of options.

Qui-Gon had left Kenobi to guard their speeder (the planet's reputation wasn't very settling to keep things unoccupied that you'd miss if they were gone) as he went into receive their orders. Meanwhile, Sila "just happened to be waltzing by" when she spotted Kenobi, her form sauntering over to his side, and a big grin spread across Kenobi's face upon seeing her.

"Well, look who it is, it's the Jedi. How are we doing, Jedi?" Sila had said as Kenobi politely extended a masculine hand as her own slender one slipped into his.

"I'm not sure we ever introduced one another. I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi." Sila grinned before she too spoke her name to him for the first time. "Sila LeChi."

The two remained silent for quite some time just staring on at one another until Sila broke the silence with, "I know this may seem utterly forward, but could I see your lightsaber? I've never seen one up close before."

Kenobi smiled lightly as he looked down to the lightsaber at his side. "I would Miss LeChi, but this weapon is meant for defense, not for fun and games. My sincerest apologies." Sila laughed lightly as a hand reached out to run his braid between her middle and fore finger. Kenobi looked nervously from side to side before ever so politely, about as politely as one could manage in the given situation, began to pull away from her.

Noticing this, Sila immediately let go, feeling her face turn about 4 shades of crimson. Kenobi obviously felt awful as he opened his mouth to console her. "I'm sorry I-" Sila didn't want to make the situation any more awkward then it had been as she lifted her finger up to silence him.

"It's alright; I better leave before your Master sees me, and has a heart attack. He doesn't like me much, does he?"

"No, Sila it's not that at all. He just thinks your presence a distraction to me." Sila smiled slyly as a hand raised to run through her strawberry blonde locks. "Well, we certainly don't want that do we, Obi?"

She then walked away, leaving a dumbfounded Kenobi there. Out of sight, out of mind…or so he thought. "Obi?" Kenobi had muttered as her form became nothing but a blur.